And
a man said: Speak to us of Self-Knowledge.
And he answered, saying:
Your
hearts know in silence the secrets of the days and the nights.
But
your ears thirst for the sound of your heart's knowledge.
You
would know in words that which you have always known in thought.
You
would touch with your fingers the naked body of your dreams.
And
it is well you should.
The
hidden well-spring of your soul must rise and run murmuring to the sea;
And
the treasure of your infinite depths would be revealed in your eyes.
But
let there be no scales to weigh your unkown treasure;
And
seek not the depths of your knowledge with staff or sounding line.
For
self is a sea boundless and measureless.
Say
not, "I have found the truth," but rather,
"I have found a
truth".
Say
not, "I have found the path of the soul."
Say
rather, "I have met the soul walking upon my path."
For
the soul walks upon all paths.
The
soul walks not upon a line, neither
does
it grow like a reed.
The
soul unfolds itself, like a lotus of
countless
petals.
Kahlil
Gibran, 1924
The
Prophet
